322: Your Highness, please don't do this...

Su Chen could not be bothered with his emotions. Originally, he had planned to travel in this realm and participate in the excitement of the struggle for the throne.

But later, he found it boring, so he changed his mind.

Now, Su Chen's idea is to build an immortal Dynasty in the Xuanhuang Realm.

Li Ao took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, and then said indifferently: "I can agree to you, but..."

In an instant, three figures appeared beside him. They were the three strongest individuals in the entire Great Qian Dynasty, second only to the Great General.

"If you can defeat them, I will grant your wish, and I will vigorously cultivate you, passing both the Crown Prince position and the throne to you."

Li Ao also wanted to test Su Chen's strength again.

If he truly surpassed a Martial Dao Grandmaster, then such an expert could no longer be constrained by worldly rules.

Since Li Ao could become the Emperor, his perspective was naturally not small.

Li Chengqian was, after all, his son, carrying the royal Bloodline. As long as his strength was sufficient, he was the best successor for the throne of the Great Qian Empire.

Su Chen looked at the three people beside him and then slowly stood up.

If he could solve the trouble all at once, it would save a lot of things later.

"Come."

Su Chen spoke calmly. The three Shadow Guard commanders looked extremely solemn. They naturally knew of Su Chen's terrifying combat record at the Martial Dao Exchange Conference, so they dared not lower their guard.

The three looked at each other, then turned into afterimages and disappeared from where they stood.

They attacked Su Chen together.

Three powerful Martial Dao Grandmasters working together could kill almost anyone; even if the Great General came here, he wouldn't last more than three moves.

Su Chen's expression remained extremely indifferent. He stood in place without moving at all. Just as the three were about to strike Su Chen, their attacks stopped half a meter in front of him, unable to advance even an inch further.

What!

Is this Internal Energy?

How is it possible!?

The three were shocked. Just as they prepared to pull away, a massive force struck them.

"Pfft!"

Blood spurted from their mouths. All three were sent flying backward, crashing to the ground, their aura extremely withered.

They widened their eyes, looking at Su Chen in disbelief.

This strength... is just too monstrous.

They could clearly perceive that if Su Chen wanted to kill them, he could have done so easily just now.

What kind of terrifying power is this?

Su Chen sat down nonchalantly and said calmly: "You are too weak; you don't yet have the qualifications to fight me."

Beside him, Li Ao was also extremely shocked. He couldn't help but gasp.

So strong!

Li Ao turned and left the Bright Moon Palace, saying: "I agree to the previous request. As long as you have a need, the Shadow Guards will follow your orders from now on."

The three Shadow Guard commanders knelt to Su Chen, then helped each other leave.

For some time after, many officials sent invitations, and many people came to visit, but Su Chen did not see any of them.

The Emperor of Great Qian clearly stated in the court that he had high hopes for Li Chengqian, so many officials knew how to take sides afterward.

But Su Chen not seeing them was very troublesome.

The outside world's perception of Li Chengqian had changed from the previous "useless Fifth Prince" to the "resourceful and martial Fifth Prince." His reputation was excellent.

Many people even whitewashed Su Chen themselves, saying that his previous visits to the Hundred Fragrance Pavilion were all just him disguising himself.

Half a month passed.

The Emperor sent someone to ask if Su Chen needed concubines. During these days, many officials had taken the initiative to find Li Ao, saying they were willing to marry their daughters to Su Chen.

Su Chen raised his eyebrows: "Let me take a look."

Girls, I must enjoy. Power, I must have.

Su Chen wasn't some upright gentleman. Although the women of this world certainly couldn't compare to those in the Cultivation World, they won in being fresh, refined, and novel.

After receiving the signal, Li Ao immediately began selecting the best of the best. He finally left ten people for Su Chen to contact himself, saying that as long as he liked one, he could just take her.

After all, they were the daughters of officials; sending them directly to the Bright Moon Palace for Su Chen to choose was truly a bit disrespectful.

Li Ao personally handling this matter immediately made many people fall into deep thought.

It seems the Emperor's regard for the Fifth Prince far exceeds imagination.

The other princes were extremely desperate upon seeing this scene. Since His Majesty had personally intervened, what was the point of them competing for the Crown Prince position or the throne?

Su Chen himself had terrifying strength, and with His Majesty's protection, the throne was securely his; no one could snatch it away.

Autumn Elegance Pavilion, top-floor private room.

Those who came here were all nobles and aristocratic children, and those who could reach the top-floor private rooms had even greater backgrounds.

In one of the private rooms, Su Chen pushed the door open and entered.

A woman wearing purple, with a tall and graceful figure, was sitting quietly inside.

The woman seemed to have been waiting for a long time. Seeing Su Chen approach, her face immediately flushed red. She stood up and said somewhat nervously: "This humble one is Zhou Yuan'er, daughter of the Minister of Revenue. Greetings, Your Highness."

Zhou Yuan'er bowed gracefully to Su Chen, looking like a lady from a prominent family, very proper.

Su Chen looked at her, sized her up from head to toe, and nodded with satisfaction.

Although Zhou Yuan'er was dressed modestly, this actually gave her a special beauty. The purple clothes especially added a unique flavor, full of charm.

Zhou Yuan'er's figure was very well-proportioned, with curves in all the right places. This beauty had already reached Su Chen's passing standard.

Su Chen smiled, walked forward slowly, then sat directly beside Zhou Yuan'er and wrapped his arm around her delicate, slender waist.

"Miss Yuan'er, you've waited a long time."

Zhou Yuan'er's face immediately became extremely flushed. Feeling the large hand on her waist, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

She tried to push Su Chen away but found she couldn't do it at all. After trying for a while, she still couldn't push him away even a bit. Finally, she could only say helplessly with a shy, red face: "Your Highness, we are not married yet; we cannot do this."

She didn't repel Su Chen's closeness in her heart, but for a woman in the feudal era, being so intimate before marriage was a sign of being loose.

Of course, Su Chen's intimacy also made her extremely happy inside. At least the Fifth Highness had taken a liking to her.

Women in this world admired the strong, especially someone like Su Chen who was powerful in the Martial Dao.

Moreover, Su Chen was currently well-liked by His Majesty and was highly likely to inherit the throne in the future. Being able to follow such a powerful man was something all women dreamed of.

Feeling the delicate body of the woman in his arms, Su Chen smiled: "Cannot do what?"

Before Zhou Yuan'er could speak, her whole body went rigid. She felt an extremely sensitive warmth coming from her chest; Su Chen's hand had already entered her clothing without her knowing when.

At this moment, Su Chen directly returned to his true nature as a man and played the role of a lecher. Anyway, it was Li Chengqian doing it, and it had nothing to do with me, Su Chen.

Zhou Yuan'er looked down and saw that Su Chen had already untied the ribbon at her waist without her knowing when. Her face was flushed to the extreme, almost as if it could drip blood.

She wanted to struggle, but the two of them were hugging tighter and tighter, even pressing closely together. Zhou Yuan'er's mind was in chaos, and she said in a flustered tone: "Your Highness... don't do this..."